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{20} do not worry {20}

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- 3 days ago, one day before sakura disappeared -

— rindou's pov —

i walked into the restaurant, that same fake smile as always greeting me.

"coffee?" "mhm" i sat down in front of the counter and played around with a ring on my finger while she prepared my coffee.

"i didn't know you were a nerd" "eh?"

i raised a brow at her until i realised that tonight i was a bit lazy to put in my contacts and went here with my glasses.

"i can't believe y/n used to date a nerd" she stated with a provoking smile while placing the coffee in front of me.

— flashback —

"RINDOU! LOOK!" y/n woke me up as she suddenly screamed and held her phone right into my face.

"huh?? what??" i quickly grabbed my glasses to be able to see what she was showing me.... a stupid picture of a baby cat.

"oh.. i sometimes forget you can't see without your glasses" i rolled my eyes at her.

"i can't believe i'm dating a nerd!"

"you literally have braces" "big difference"

— now —

they're... really alike.

at least she and high-school y/n are alike... she did say y/n is her best friend but their similarities are really... surprising.

the 'chef' walked out of the kitchen, he raised his brows as he spotted me.

"you seem to really enjoy the coffee... you've been coming here daily" "mhm... it's good"

i kept on sipping on my coffee while keeping an eye on them as they had small conversations behind the counter.

i wasn't focusing on their words, i was really just watching and sipping.. my eye was especially on the girl after a while. i somehow needed to get more information about how exactly they are connected to 'the triads'... but i know i can't get anything out the guy... but maybe with the girl..

as i kept staring at her i noticed something - her body language, her mimic, the way she stood, the way she talked... she was exactly like y/n at 17-18.

i felt a small tickle down my back, my cheeks got slightly warmer and i felt a small smile tugging up my lips. - but not because of that peach looking bitch, just because i had to think of y/n.

how can she be so similar to y/n and yet i despise her? it's not just that she keeps gifting me that fake smile, or keeps calling me a cheater... there's something else..